Women aren’t very bright,” Rip says. “Studies have been done.
BRET EASTON ELLISOne part of me wants to take her out and talk to her and be real nice and sweet and treat her right.”‘ I stop finish my J&B in one swallow. ‘What does the other part of him think?’ Hamlin asks tentatively. ‘What her head would look like on a stick…’
More Bret Easton Ellis Quotes
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There’s no use in denying it: this has been a bad week. I’ve started drinking my own urine.
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I like the idea of a writer being haunted by his own creation, especially if the writer resents the way the character defines him.
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Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn’t that what people do?
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I don’t really need to pretend, because it’s who I am, an emotional vampire. I’ve just come to expect it. Vampires are real. That I was born this way. That I feed off of other people’s real emotions. Search for this night’s prey. Who will it be?
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Writing a novel that works is an extremely difficult thing to do. It requires a level of skill and dedication that always surprises me.
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Unless you’re the director on the movie, or putting up the money for the movie, you really don’t have a lot of control.
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And as the elevator descents, passing the second floor, and the first floor, going even father down, I realize that the money doesn’t matter. That all that does is that I want to see the worst
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I think in life, there are certain choices you make that are timeless and universal, and don’t necessarily have anything to do with the particulars of a certain decade.
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It’s like my characters, all my men are Dad and me in a mess; all my female characters are smart and hopeful, like Mom just trying to make the best of things.
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Hip,” I murmur, remembering last night, how I lost it completely in a stall at Nell’s—my mouth foaming, all I could think about were insects, lots of insects, and running at pigeons, foaming at the mouth and running at pigeons.
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A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future. Pretend to be a vampire.
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I stare into a thin, web-like crack above the urinal’s handle and think to myself that if I were to disappear into that crack, say somehow miniaturize and slip into it, the odds are good that no one would notice I was gone.
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But this was what happened when you didn’t want to visit and confront the past: the past starts visiting and confronting you.
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How could she ever understand that there isn’t any way could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?
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She sits before me, sullen but hopeful, characterless, about to dissolve into tears. I squeeze her hand back, moved, no, touched by her ignorance of evil. She has one more test to pass. Do you own a briefcase?” I ask her, swallowing.
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